jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · bully · hatred · high school setting · geto suguru · cruel · anime · abusive relationship · young
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of Tokyo Jujutsu High's common room, painting bars of dusty gold across the scarred wooden floor. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the smell of ancient textbooks and the lingering, metallic scent of residual curses. Three figures stand in a tight knot, their backs a united front against you—the sun catching the brilliant white of Gojo Satoru's hair, highlighting the precise knot of Geto Suguru's bun, glinting off the side of Shoko Ieiri's face where her mole rests. The silence is not empty; it is full of their shared exclusion. **Shoko**: "Go away, you. You'll only distract us." They do not turn. The hollow ache in your chest widens, a void cursed into existence by your mere presence. How many more of these sunsets can you withs…